"What's wrong?" I looked at him quizzically.

"No, it's fine." He shook his head, as if blushing a little, and scrambled to shove the rest of the snack into his mouth.

Looking at this ignorant big boy, like a reckless and straightforward brother next door who didn't understand anything, I smiled and wiped the sauce on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Look at you, you still have a little bit in your mouth when you eat, do you want to keep it for supper at night?" ”

For him, I don't have the kind of reserve between men and women, maybe it's good to have such a brother.

He smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's really delicious, did you make it yourself?" ”

"yes."

"How? The taste is so special. ”

I laughed and said, "The filling is to marinate the petals of osmanthus and roses in sugar for three days, and then fry them in hot oil; The outer dim sum skin is fried glutinous rice for medium cooking, ground into fine powder, wrapped in lard to wrap the filling, put it in a drawer cage to steam, brush a layer of fruit wine after steaming, and then sprinkle some powdered sugar, it's OK. ”

He was dumbfounded, and said, "It's so complicated, no wonder it's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious pastry by your Highness's side." ”

"I've told you everything, if you like, you can ask your mother to make it for you."

"My mother? She never cooked for me, besides—" He shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully, "Mother she doesn't like the smell of osmanthus the most, and every time she smells it, she loses her temper, so how can she use osmanthus to make me a snack." ”

Seeing his pitiful appearance, I couldn't bear it, so I said, "Then—I'll make it for you." In the future, if you want to eat, come to me. ”

"Really?" He looked at me with wide eyes and surprise.

"Hmm."

"Thank you, you're so nice!"

He smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, and seeing his happy appearance, I smiled at him as if I was infected, and then I remembered that I had not known his name, so I asked, "By the way, I don't know what your name is." ”

"Me?" He blinked his eyes and said, "It's okay for you to call me Xiao Wu." ”

"Xiao Wu ......" looked at his naïve and sturdy appearance, and his martial arts must not be bad, I smiled and said: "It's decided, if you want to eat in the future, you can come to me at any time, just - don't be so unruly anymore, beware of being seen by the steward, and you will be punished." ”

"Okay, got it!"

On this day, the snacks I made fell into Xiao Wu's stomach, no way, the next day I secretly made a plate of pastries, planning to take them to the cold palace, but who knew that Ning Yan seemed to have an iron heart, and avoided me at all, even the snacks I put on the windowsill were pushed to the ground by her one hand and shattered.

I knew that she pinned all her hopes on me, hoping that I could help her regain the favor of the Third Highness, but the longer I stayed in Shangyang Palace, the more I knew that staying by that man's side was not a happy thing, or rather, a safe thing.

What Jin Qiao said to me, the words are still in my ears, I believe that she did not lie to me, Shangyang Palace is a pool of water that eats people.

It's just that I didn't expect that disaster would come so quickly.